How I feel is strange
Your my best friend...

She runs around with her hands in her pocket
Listening to lies every day...

As I lay in my bed, I stare at the ceiling
Waiting and wishing for this pain to descend...

Dreams
Thoughts, smiles...

Your not just a guy, that I can call my boyfriend
Your someone I trust, some one I never want to be...

Standing along the shore
eyes closed, with arms spread out...

We may be young
But they way I fell about you is so unexplainable...

Don’t let him leave
I want him to stay...

So many mistakes
many things to regret...

When I think I wish I could think that you love me
When I dance, I wish I could dance with you...

You say those words
You make those moves...

Love is a deep word
Life or death situation...